At least twice a week I enjoy getting out and doing some bicycling around town.

During warmer months I’ll meet some friends and head down to one of Roanoke’s greenways. Each visit to one of the greenways is usually an adventure in itself (as I’ve written about here when exploring them).

But, when it’s colder outside and daylight is limited I just take out the bike and ride around my own Virginia Heights neighborhood. As it often turns out, Sunday afternoon is one of the days of the week when I go for a ride.

(It helps to keep me active. I tried using a stationary bike but there was something that seemed subconsciously unproductive about peddling and peddling and getting nowhere.)

As I’ve ridden around the neighborhood I’ve noticed that Sunday is a popular day for doing laundry, myself included by the way.

And I came to this realization while riding around not because I look for clothes hanging and drying on the line. It’s way too cold for that now anyways.

I realized it because the smell of laundry detergent fills the air along various stretches of the neighborhood. So much so that when I pass by certain areas I even remember the scent! I don’t know the brands, but it sure is better than smelling and breathing just plain old air.

Maybe I’m crazy, but it’s the little and simple things like this that I seem to notice much more often now as I get older.

Have a great Monday!